The distance between the two sides is getting closer and closer. This time Wulianfeng can see more clearly. The flesh and blood of these three people are constantly melting wherever there is smoke, or it looks more like being corroded.

The two of them were really loyal. Under this situation, they stretched out their hands to block Qiu Tianhe's head. And they themselves, although they are trying their best to avoid the raindrops, their heads are already bloody, and skulls can even be seen in some places!

"You guys, take the son out immediately!" Wu Lianfeng's face was pale, and he immediately gave orders to the people on the side. At this time, it was so cruel. If he could, he would definitely not. Will go in.

Moreover, the drizzle is still spreading, I believe it will not take long before he will be enveloped in it.

The masters on the side of Wulian Peak were resentful, but there was no way, they had to come forward at this time! Then three people suddenly rushed in...

They try their best to increase their speed and try to avoid the colorful drizzle falling from the air. However, the drizzle did not seem so dense, but when they really wanted to avoid it, they found it was not so easy.

With so many raindrops, it seems that they cooperate with each other when it is not particularly detailed, and they often have nowhere to hide.

Moreover, after being drenched by the raindrops, the pain and fear are beyond their imagination. They can clearly feel that their flesh and blood is being melted, and their whole being is being melted. It may not be long before, and even bones. None will be left.

If it's just the physical pain, it may not be that serious, but the psychology caused by these reasons is really fatal.

A scream of screams kept coming, mixed with pain, fear, and despair.

Wu Lianfeng's face became more and more ugly, because the raindrop was about to cover his location. What will he do? A few steps back? That's not pretty. The Saint is still inside. If you don't go in and save him out, it's already a handle.

If this is to retreat, even if Qiu Tianhe can successfully escape in the end, I am afraid that Wulian Feng will not have a good face to him in the future. It is not easy to want to mix in the Demon God Palace better.

In the end, Wu Lianfeng made a decision. Seeing that the drizzle was almost reaching him, he stretched out his left hand and first caught a drop of black rain.

He wants to try, with his own strength, can he resist it?

The rain spread instantly in the palm of Wulian Peak, and the range is indeed not too large, but Wulian Peak has concentrated its own source power in that position to resist, and there is no effect at all?

Immediately afterwards, the spreading raindrops began to melt his flesh and blood, but in less than two seconds, a blood hole appeared in the palm of Wu Lianfeng's palm, which was very painful, but if it was only such a point, it would be considered patience. And within the scope of tolerance.

But if you are often drenched by such raindrops all over your body, the sense of fear can cover your whole soul in an instant...

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